Birds from Inherent Vice by Ooze Box

I think too much sometimes
I’m a cat leaving birds on your doorstep
My soul fits the description
It’s pouring out, won’t you let me in?

Reeling through
Thoughts of you
Sharpen my claws
Cause it’s always my fault

I think too much sometimes
I’m a cat leaving birds on your doorstep
My soul fits the description
It’s pouring out, won’t you let me in?

Dealing new
Paintings blue
Pull on my drawers
Cause it’s always my fault

I think too much sometimes
I’m a cat leaving birds on your doorstep
My soul fits the description
It’s pouring out, won’t you let me in?
I drink too much sometimes
I’m a man sending drunk text messages
My soul fills the prescription
It’s doctor signed won’t you fill me in?

I think too much sometimes
I’m a cat leaving birds on your doorstep
My soul fits the description
It’s pouring out, won’t you let me in?
I drink too much sometimes
I’m a man sending drunk text messages
My soul fills the prescription
It’s doctor signed won’t you fill me in?

• Alternative
• art rock
• beach goth
• shoegaze
• Raleigh